All The Way

Hallelujah

Written by: Karisha Longaker & Sarah Nutting

Every time I feel this wayThis, old familiar sinkingI will lay my troublesDown by the waterWhere the riverWill never run dry

Hallelujah Hallelujah (I’m gonna let myself be lifted, I’m gonna let myself be lifted)Hallelujah (I’m gonna let myself be lifted)Bye and byeI will lay my troubles down by the waterWhere the river will never run dry

It’s been said and I do believeAs you ask so shall you receiveSo take from me these troublesBring me sweet releaseWhere the river will never run dry

Hallelujah Hallelujah (I’m gonna let myself be lifted, I’m gonna let myself be lifted)Hallelujah (I’m gonna let myself be lifted)Bye and byeI will lay my troubles down by the waterWhere the river will never run dry

There is a riverIn this heart of heartsWith a knowingnessOf my highest goodI am willingI will do my partWhere the riverWill never run dry

Hallelujah Hallelujah (I’m gonna let myself be lifted, I’m gonna let myself be lifted)Hallelujah (I’m gonna let myself be lifted)Bye and byeI will lay my troubles down by the waterWhere the river will never run dry

Where the riverWill never run dryThis riverWill never run dry

Glorious

Written by: Karisha Longaker

Oh what a day! Glorious!Gather ‘roundThere’s nothing betterThan a friendOh what a day! Glorious!The smell of rainHas hitched a rideUpon the windI’ve got good friendsTo the left of meAnd good friendsTo my rightGot the open sky above meAnd the earth beneath my feetGot a feeling in my heartThat’s singin’All in life is sweetOh what a day!

Oh, what a day! Glorious!All the cloudsHave gathered roundThe tops of treesOh what a day! Glorious!Pitter patterFallin’ rain I can’t believeAll that’s greenLifts up its leavesSingin’ water come on inWe’ve been waiting all these daysPrayin’ you would come to quenchEvery yearnin’ in our bonesWater, life with you beginsOh what a day

Home is believingHome has wings of faithHome is a clear riverOf perceivingAll is wellThis is a friendly mystery

Oh, what a day! Glorious!Baby blue jaySquawkin’ in the cherry treeOh, what a day! Glorious!Deep in the night we had a raccoon robberyPitter patter little pawsHave left their footprints all aroundPitter patter evidenceSome fruit has fallen to the groundPitter patter sings my heartAt the thought of what’s to comeOh, what a day!

Home is believingHome has wings of faithHome is a clear river of perceivingAll is wellThis is a friendly mysteryAll is wellThis is a friendly mystery

Oh, what a day! Glorious!Under the sky we slept last nightJust you and meOh, what a day! Glorious!The waning moonOur cycle is almost completeWe’ve got good friends to the left of usAnd good friends to our rightGot the open sky above usAnd the earth beneath our feetNever fear-the birds are singin’Even endings can be sweetOh, what a day!Never fear--the birds are singin’Even endings can be sweetOh, what a day!

Lean In

Written by: Sarah Nutting

Sow the seeds of your heartIn the soil of the earth and don’t stray farGive them light and water and a blessingAnd don’t forget to sing, singAnd don’t forget to sing, sing

And the late April wind blowsThrough my lonely late night window againAnd the pollen from walnut treeBlows through the air like static on a TV screenBlows through the air like static on a TV screen

Sometimes I forget that the seasons will changeThat this springtime fever willWill turn into a haze of a slow, slow summerLean in to the heatIn a town where the creeks are lazyAnd the salmon swim upstream

Outside my door I hear a woman singingOn my back porch it’s magic she’s weaving;With a voice that matches the saints of all timeAnd a way of movin' that cannot be confinedShe’s got a way of movin' that cannot be confined

And walkin' along that dusty pathShe takes a detour through the tall grassWatchin' emotions flow in to the nextAnd reminding us we are so blessedAnd reminding us we are so blessed

Sometimes she forgets that the seasons will changeThat this springtime fever willWill turn into a haze of a slow, slow summerLean in to the heatIn a town where the creeks are lazyAnd the salmon swim upstream

Outside her house there’s a sycamore treeThat’s gnarled and twisted and tied up in threePlaces where she cracked the night beforeReady for life to fall and be rebornLet life fall and be rebornLet life fall and be reborn

Sometimes she forgets that the seasons will changeThat this springtime fever willWill turn into a haze of a slow, slow summerLean in to the heatIn a town where the creeks are lazyAnd the salmon swim upstream

And the late April wind blows againThrough my lonely window she invites herself inUnannounced and unseenAnd the pollen jumps aboutLike static on a TV screenAnd the pollen jumps aboutLike static on a TV screenAnd the pollen jumps aboutLike static on a TV screenAnd the pollen jumps aboutLike static on a TV screen

One More Time

Written by: Karisha Longaker

Your voiceSounds so familiarDon’t I know you?Where do you come from,I come from there, tooSomething in your toneI know I’ve known beforeAndI could listen for a lifetimeStay up all night until the dawn arrivesJust one more note, another silly rhymeCuz ah, when you’re singing I can feel the skyand Hear her never-ending lullabyeConnecting every single point of lightAs I listen I’m reminded whyI am aliveWon’t you sing it for meOne more time

Time to goSo nice to know youThe morning slowly lifts her veilI know now what I am here to doI only hope that you remember too,Cuz ah, when you’re singing I can feel the skyand Hear her never-ending lullabyeConnecting every single point of lightAs I listen I’m reminded whyI am aliveWon’t you sing it for meOne more time?

On The 1

Written by: Sarah Nutting

While rivers flood over Iowa plainsOver banquet tables, water rights are exchangedAsh falls around summer rainAnd the sky hangs yellow from galaxy hooksI wake up in the morning, take a second lookIt's just nature doin' her thing,Nature doin' her thingI'm gonna get up, get up, pack up my thingsPut my faith in a bike that will carry meAnd ride to the mouth of the oceanI cannot do this aloneWill you come when I'm riding on the 1And we'll draft along behind a flock of songbirdsI cannot do this aloneWill you come when I'm riding on the 1And we'll draft along beside a flock of songbirdsI cannot do this aloneI've invested my savings in a two-piece suitWhere my love rests between the bass and the fluteDreams are infused in this harmonious gameI cannot sing this aloneWill you sing when the silver strings have flungTheir invitations to you to sing alongI cannot sing this aloneWill you sing when the silver strings have flungTheir invitations to you to sing alongI cannot sing this alone

The light has made its way into the wellWhere the armada of magicians are casting their spellsThey are doing the good work from the insideThey cannot do this aloneWill you come when the light begins to dimTo dim, to dim, to dim, to dim, to dimThey cannot do this aloneWill you come when the light begins to dimAnd together, we will let love inWe cannot do this aloneNo need to do this aloneWill you move when the voice inside you callsAnd all the walls fall downNo need to do this aloneWill you move when the voice inside you callsAnd all the walls fall downNo need to do this aloneNo need to do this aloneNo need to do this aloneNo need to do this aloneNo need to do this alone

Threads

Written by: Sarah Nutting

On a Wednesday I stumbled inTo a side street caféWhere a cowboy is singingTo a crowd of older agedThey tapped their VelcroFeet on the floorHalf a beat - delayedSippin' their sweet lemonadeSippin' their sweet lemonade

Then suddenly I'm a girl of threeNot much olderI learned to carry the weight of the worldOn my shouldersWanna give it back, give it backHappilyThis weight was not meantFor you and meThis weight was not meantFor you and me

Woven threads in a tapestryOf delightful mysteryPieced together by wrinkled hands of timeThe colors sometimes bleedAgainst sun-bleached walls the quiltShe speaks a patchwork symphonyWe are here, we are simply here to beOh-ho oh

He says innocence is the best defenseFor a heart that's been brokenShe lets herself be still and softShe is cracked openWants to hold his hand, hold his handLet herself be seenThere's space in betweenWhere they'll meetThere's space in betweenWhere they'll meet

Sitting slumped amidst the Sunday swampof familyThey send him off with snapshotsTo the ArmyWanna take him back, take him backCourageouslyThis war was not meantFor boys of nineteenThis war was not meantFor you and me

Woven threads in a tapestryOf delightful mysteryPieced together by wrinkled hands of timeThe colors sometimes bleedAgainst sun-bleached walls the quiltShe speaks a patchwork symphonyWe are here, we are simply here to beOh-ho oh

On a Wednesday I stumble inTo a side street caféWhere a cowboy is singingTo a crowd of older agedWe tap our VelcroFeet on the floorHalf a beat - delayedSippin' our sweet lemonadeSippin' our sweet lemonadeWe'll be sippin'Our sweet lemon-a-a-a-ade

Garden Song

Written by: Karisha Longaker

On this bright and healthy morningI wanna sing my songLet it be sungAnd as I let it fly out into the worldLet it be knownI hear the music in all things todayThe dance is on

I lay down on the groundIn the garden, let the earthCrawl up into my clothesStared up at the sky and we fell togetherWe really are so closeHe whispers hello, hello, helloAnd the dance is on

All the world is conspiring for meThe dance, the danceEverything everywhere nourishes my growthThe dance is onLet it be knownI can hear the music in all thingsToday it's on This one's for me

The bees are buzzing for meThe dance, the danceEven the distant train is calling my nameThe breeze is orchestrating a complicated balletBetween the leavesThe dance is onThis one's for me

All the world is conspiring for meThe dance, the danceEverything everywhere nourishes my growthThe dance is onLet it be knownI can hear the music in all thingsToday it's on This one's for me

The spiders are making rainbowsBetween collard greens and the sunThere's a hummingbird callingUp in his treeI can hear his wings from way over hearThey beat for meThis one's for me

Chico Gospel

Written by: Karisha Longaker

There was a time I believedLife was over for meThere was time I believedMy life was overI feel strong todayThanks to your helpI'll find my way andI too will lend you a handWhen you need one

Chorus:Sometimes I get so downI feel likeThis the endLike there's no way in hellI can get over this mountainThe sun has come outBeyond the shadow of my doubtI am walking on this earthStronger than ever

There was a time I believedThere'd be no love for meThere was time I believedI'd get no lovin'I feel love todayThanks to your helpI'll find my way andI too will lend you a handWhen you need one

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There was a time I believedThere'd be no money for meThere was a time I believedThere'd be no moneyI feel rich todayThanks to your helpI'll find my way andI too will lend you a handWhen you need one

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There was a time I believedThere'd be no peace for meThere was a time I believedThere'd be no peaceI feel peace todayThanks to your helpI'll find my way andI too will lend you a handWhen you need one

(Chorus)I am walkin' on this earth stronger than everI am walkin' on this earth stronger than ever

Sacred Breath

Written by: Sarah Nutting

You unravel at the other endOf a telephone lineDon't be concernedWhere your feet may travel nextYou are a phoenix in the fires of changeDon't worry 'bout the detailsAnd only the truth will remain

I got a front porch solutionThat will ease anyConfusion or painAnd it starts with a four, or three or twoAnd some melody, harmony,And a sweet refrain

And it starts with a whisperFrom somewhere deep undergroundAnd it's guaranteed to get louderSo don't be afraid to make, to make a sound

And start a revolutionLet it begin as you breathe inHuman evolution is whatWe are most interested in

So gather up, gather up your storiesLet them fly away in a flurryAnd they will find an islandYou will find an island tooAnd they will burn beneath the sunYou will change into something new

And start a revolutionLet it begin as you breathe inHuman evolution is whatWe are most interested in

And before she leftShe softly spokeThrough the veil of tearsThe silence she broke

We too, are sacred breath made of bone and smoke

And it starts with a whisperFrom somewhere deep undergroundAnd it's guaranteed to get louderSo don't be afraid to make, to make a soundDon't be afraid to make, to make a soundDon't be afraid to make, to make a sound

We too, are breath made of bone and smoke

Moon Song

Written by: Sarah Nutting

The dew crept, on to the bellyOf a girl who slipped into the woodsTo make her bed on the ground

Please, please, she saidNo reveries to tease a soulThat's not at easeAnd comfort in societyCould not be found

And oh, this crystal chaliceSo full and heavy with painAnd oh, she preferred the simplicityOf livin' alone and sippin' straight from the rainSippin' straight from the rain

And sleepless nights knew her wellAnd the fireflies could tell a story or twoAbout how how how how how this girlCalled down the moon

At night she followed the moonAnd call called her downAt night she followed the moonAnd call called her downTo sleep with her when she is full and round

And they spoke in a cryptic cryptic moon languageShe was cradled in a cradle, she was cradledAnd she knew the moon held no homeThis moment was just a passing songAnd the heat of the dayWas cocooned around herNo more runnin' awayAnd no more firefliesNo more great escapesAnd just once more she had to replyTo the cry of the moon

At night she followed the moonAnd call called her downAt night she followed the moonAnd call called her downTo sleep with her when she is full and round

At night she followed the moonAnd call called her downAt night she followed the moonAnd call called her downTo sleep with her when she is full and roundTo sleep with her when she is full and round

All The Way

Written by: Karisha Longaker

It's just the way that it isNothin' more, nothin' lessAll these stories, tears, and laughterNo more happy ever after allWhat you get is what you make of itI guessIn the end a new beginningOne for life,A life worth living

All the way

Place these handsAnywhere upon my bodyThey, believe, they makeThe world a better Place your heart in its nestIt belongs in your chestJust a sack of blood and muscleIt belongs here, it belongs hereNot, to give away, but to stayAnd light this fireFire one, fire twoTake a shot at something newAim your arrow straight and clearBe surprised at what appears

All the way

Place these handsAnywhere upon my bodyThey, believe, they makeThe world a better place, these handsAnywhereupon my bodyThey believe they makeThe world a better

It's just the way that it isNothin' more, nothin' lessAll these stories, tears, and laughterNo more happy ever after allWhat you get is what you make of itI guessIn the end a new beginningOne for life,A life worth livingAll the way